Luceti Championship Title Bout [Backdated to the afternoon]

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Who: LUFFY, LITTLE MAC, and YOU~
What: The long-anticipated mother of boxing matches, baby. Details here.
When: Today, in the afternoon.
Where: Battle Dome
Summary: Two strapping young lads beating the crap out of each other while people mingle and bet and have a jolly good time! Again, feel free to have your characters discuss things not relating to the match and catch up with friends (or say hello to strangers!) when popping in.
Rating: PG for mentions of blood.


What better way to enjoy the afternoon than to watch a good old fashioned beat-down in a holographic ring? Please, feel free to place bets on the winner, take a seat in the simulation room itself or the Viewing Area, chitchat with the person next to you, and have fun!



(ooc: The match is now complete, at three rounds long!)

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Round 1

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Mac wasn’t ready for when Luffy’s aggression suddenly ramped up and he threw a flurry of jabs and crosses with ferocious speed - punches, he soon learned, that had serious muscle behind them. The first one caught the Bronxite with his mouth slightly open and snapped his head to the side; the next nailed him right in the forehead, juddering his skull and sending a blurry ripple through his vision. With firecrackers still bursting in front of his eyes, throbbing blindingly bright, he raised his gloves in an attempt to absorb some of the blows and side-stepped to evade others, desperately focusing his energies into a vicious counter-attack. He would keep on arm up, however, in his best efforts at guarding his chin and jaw.

Round 1

[gomugomunopwn]

Luffy wasn’t planning on letting up on the assault anytime soon. He didn’t do a lot of thinking during his fights, but instinctively he knew the moment he started to slow down and get confident would be the point where Mac turned the entire situation around on him. So he keeps up the assault for a good while. But that’s the problem with an endless assault like this. You get a lot of damage in but eventually, you’re going to have to breathe. And it doesn’t take very long for Luffy to start to feel that realization. He keeps up the onslaught as much as he can before he feels his lungs going low on oxygen. He knows if he breathes he’s screwed.

But he can’t continue. So after a few more punches he stops his attack long enough to take a deep breath and fill his lungs.

Round 1

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Very much familiar with his weaknesses, he understood that to struggle against the onslaught and attempt to get a punch in edgewise was just asking for some serious pain. It was unlikely he could break through Luffy’s offense while it was still fiercely strong and with there being no recovery period to take advantage of between punches. Despite his best efforts at bobbing and weaving, he took a stiff blow to his bicep, another to his forearm. The third clubbed his jaw and his head whiplashed backwards, droplets of sweat splattering onto the ring. He stumbled drunkenly to the side - but miraculously, he regained his footing, blinking hard in an effort to refocus and to keep his eyes from drooping. His pulse hammered in his skull with a painful violence, matching the tempo of his heart.

Luffy was throwing too much energy into his punches, he noted - a double-edged strategy that could not be sustained forever. When tiredness took hold and Luffy gasped for breath at last, Mac laid into him, striving to bury his glove into the sweet spot – the tried-and-true liver shot that could take the best of men down like a ton of bricks.

Round 1

[gomugomunopwn]

He knew he had messed up the moment he breathed in. But he didn’t expect Mac to aim for his liver. He was bracing himself for the face or maybe his chest. But the force of his glove slamming into him was enough of a shock to stun his movement. It wasn’t the strongest hit he had ever taken but it was definitely a form of attack he wasn't used to taking. He lets out a breathless gasp and for now he’s stunned enough that he’s not really thinking about retaliating. It’ll only be for about half a second or two but it’s enough time for Mac to get a free hit.

Round 1

[thelittlemacthatcould]

He felt his glove mercilessly nail its intended target – and while he was somewhat surprised it didn’t floor Luffy in an instant so much as just dazed him and delayed him from stringing together a retaliatory combination, Mac took what he could get and geared himself to launch a cross punch squarely into the other’s nose. But the bell suddenly jarred him from his trance – and freezing up, his heart thudding viciously hard against his ribs, he then dropped his stance and retreated to his corner where Ami would be awaiting him. He dropped into his stool, tingling with adrenaline and the beginnings of tiredness.

Round 1

[gomugomunopwn]

The punch to his liver had actually made him zone out for a bit—however small that time may have been-- and he couldn’t react. He knew the punch was coming but it was going to come too fast. And there was no way he was going to actually be able to react before it hit. So he flinched preparing to take the punch head on when all of a sudden… he stopped. That was the other thing that his first boxing match didn’t have. Rounds. It was all just one very long round.

He remained still even after he saw Mac go over to his appropriate corner. But eventually he manages to snap himself out of his gaze and goes over to his corner as well. He was starting to become used to fighting without his rubber powers now. In his mind he thought the next round he was going to do better than this one. He got caught off guard way too many times.

INTERMISSION

[thelittlemacthatcould]

Break time!